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"Ding, kill one famous master in the rivers and lakes, experience + ......... "Messy Cloak Knife Method" remnant." Explode cheats! Although it is only a remnant, Zhu Biao Meiyu is also happy.

"Amitabha, good, good. The donor's blood is full of blood, why bother to kill again! As soon as Zhu Biao took out this somewhat tattered cheats from the arms of the cloth-clothed swordsman, the person on the Snow Peak fell from the sky, neither posturing, nor exerting strength, and in every gesture, the person seemed to float up with the mountain wind, with an elegant expression and high strength.

"Hahaha, old monk, since it is bloody, what does it matter if you kill one more?" Stuffing the cheats into his arms, Zhu Biao looked at the visitor with some amusement.

I don't wear a robe, but I don't have a gilded staff. Although he had never seen the person on Xuefeng, Zhu Biao had a hunch that the person who came was Xuefeng.

"Old Guy Snow Peak!" As if sensing Zhu Biao's 'inquiry', the Venerable Master Xuefeng introduced himself to Zhu Biao first.

"The master is invited, but my name can't be said."

"Amitabha, the donor doesn't want to be famous, and the old man won't force it. I only hope that the donor can return the prince of the Ming Kingdom Mansion to the old man, thank you so much! ”

This monk is not roundabout at all, and he does not have the 'fake compassion' that religious characters often have in martial arts novels, Zhu Biao originally had no special feelings for the 'Venerable' of Xuefeng, but now that I look at it, the old monk at least retains his true temperament!

"Haha, master, these accomplices are all accomplices, how can the main culprit be bypassed? It's better to let me kill him, clean and neat, and save the prince of the world to live more and suffer more-"

Zhu Biao jumped on his toes and kept his back to Ji Qun of Xuefeng. Face to face him. At this time, the redness was even worse, and both nostrils were still bleeding uncontrollably.

The old monk Xuefeng is not a true monk who blindly cultivates in the monastery, he traveled all over the world in his early years, what has not happened? Haven't heard of it? The experience of going to the rivers and lakes is much richer than Zhu Biao. At a glance, you can see what Ji Qun is all about, and the image that has always been in line with her eyebrows has changed drastically for the first time.

"What a poisonous method. The old man is really out of sight! Xue Feng held the Zen staff in his hand, and looked at Zhu Biao's eyes full of anger. I saw you full of blood before, but your temperament is also upright. The old man doesn't care. I never thought that you were so vicious in your heart at such a young age, and you are going to do it today! ”

"Hahaha, the old monk has good eyesight. Xiao Ye is indeed such a person. But this only refers to the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence is not daring to bear it. It's not me who is vicious, it's the fat pig at my feet. Zhu Biao stepped on Ji Qun's stomach. With a slight force, Ji Qun's mouth was open, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"It turns out that the donor has an enmity with the son, Amitabha." Xuefeng's anger disappeared for the most part, although he couldn't go down to Lingxue Peak for a long time, he also knew the prince of Mingguo - Wang Duxuan. If these people don't make enemies, it's called a strange thing, and people are here to seek revenge.

"Amitabha, good, good. The old man also hopes that the donor will think twice! What is the strength of the Ming Mansion, the donor should know. If there is a change in the world today, I am afraid that the benefactor will not have a peaceful day in the future! ”

"Haha. Lao Tzu acts, never asks about the power of the source, but asks for a clear conscience. Ang is worthy of the sky, and he is not ashamed of the earth, so enough! "Zhu Biao is a hero at the moment. And if he had been walking on the road of rivers and lakes at the beginning, he is also true now.

"Old monk, I was taken captive from your Lingxue Temple. What the hell do you care? ”

"No matter, you turn around and leave; If you want to take care of it, let's do it once! ”

"Amitabha, people are lost from Lingxue Temple. The old man must be found. "It's just for the future of Lingxue Temple, and it's impossible for the people of Snow Peak to let it go. Mingguo Mansion, no one dares to underestimate it!

"Om-" The Zen staff did not move, and the Venerable Master Xuefeng first said one of the six-character mantras of Buddhism.

Zhu Biao was taken aback, although he was not hurt in the slightest in this voice, but his psychological side raised his vigilance, kung fu such as the lion roar of Buddhism can kill people.

Looking at Ji Qun at his feet again, his heavy breathing turned out to be smooth. It turned out that this one was yelled at him!

Xue Feng knows very well what happens if he can't vent after taking aphrodisiacs, whether he burns himself to death with lust or burns him directly to become an idiot, Ji Qun's son is no different from dying on the spot.

The young man at the moment is very powerful in martial arts, just look at Kong Ming's death. God knows, if Zhu Biao knows that a person surnamed Kong he killed is called Kong Ming, what kind of head will be in his head, he has not been injured at all, and his internal strength will be higher, but it may take a long time to distinguish the winner from the loser. At that time, the winner will be decided, and Ji Qun will be finished early.

Therefore, in "Dawei Tianlong Zen Singing", Xue Feng learned a secret method from Da Lei Yin Temple, which consumed a lot of effort, but only by using it with the six-character mantra could he temporarily suppress Ji Qun's desire.

"Jingle ......" Xue Feng shook the Zen staff in his hand, and the nine small rings on his head tinkled. Donor, please—"

With a snort, dozens of catties of gilded Zen staff hit the head. The head of the Zen cane is as big as the moon, the cold light is dazzling, the body of the cane is thick and thin, from head to tail, it is more than seven feet long, and weighs fifty or sixty pounds. If he had a spear in his hand, Zhu Biao would not be afraid to fight hard, but now all he had in his hand was a Longquan sword, and if he fought hard with Xue Feng, he would suffer too much.

"Bell-" A sword was obliquely pointed on the Zen staff, Zhu Biao's wrist sank, and the sword style turned into a "golden wire wrapped around the wrist", and with soft strength, he directly deflected the blow of the Venerable Master of Xuefeng.

The blade of the sword also slid down the rod. Xue Feng didn't expect Zhu Biao's move to be so sharp, as soon as his move changed, he flicked his wrist strength, shook away the Longquan sword that Zhu Biao had attached to the staff, waved the Zen staff, and called out a move to "sweep away thousands of troops".

This move was striking, and the power was huge, and the Zen staff was shining with golden light, and it was hit by a gust of wind.

Zhu Biao leaned on his back and withdrew a foot away. Xuefeng's second blow "Mount Tai pressed the top" hit in a row.

The old monk of Xuefeng, although he is not a top master in the martial arts world, but he has also reached the peak among the first-level masters of fame, I really don't know if he is really a disciple of the predecessor abbot of Wenshu Monastery.

Zhu Biao's Longquan sword turned into a silver rainbow, fast, light, and sharp, crashing into the heavy phantom of the Zen staff that was powerful and heavy in the snow peak. The sword light Huo Huo, the seventy-two road soul chasing sword attack is becoming more and more fierce, and the sword moves are getting more and more powerful.

And the old monk of Xuefeng Zen cane is like a mountain, the strength is pressing, and the whistling sound of breaking the air only makes a forest tremble.

The two fought for seventy or eighty rounds, but neither of them could completely suppress anyone, and Zhu Biao even held "Yin Feng Three Lives Sword" and didn't make a move. The Seventy-Two Ways Soul Chasing Sword became more and more convenient, and the spicy and fast sword intent was too suitable for his temperament. THE BIGGER THE MORE HING, ZHU BIAO DEVOTED HIMSELF TO THIS COMPETITION, BUT THE OLD MONK XUEFENG COULDN'T DO THIS, HE WAS STILL WORRIED ABOUT JI QUN IN HIS HEART!

"Well, what about it......" leisurely jumped out of the battle circle, and the two-word mantra of Xuefeng was exported again. Of course, one of these words was given to Ji Qun, and the other word was directly given to Zhu Biao.

Although Zhu Biao has been on guard since Xuefeng's first word came out, after the word 'what' hit his ears, he still only felt that his ears were stunned, and his head felt like he had been hit by a stick.

Zhu Biao is uncomfortable, and Xuefeng is also uncomfortable. "Dawei Tianlong Zen Singing" already consumes internal strength, and it would be good if it was replaced by other scriptures to sing, but the six-character mantra, what he is now speaking out is the six-character mantra of Buddhism, and the level will go up. The internal force loss is also brushed up, and it goes up the same.

"Horn, Mi, Huh-" Xue Feng's eyes were fixed, and his white eyebrows flew horizontally. Rather than fighting without seeing the winner or loser, it is better to have a direct decisive battle. fought with all his might, and if he won, he won Ji Qun; Defeated, one piece is finished, anyway, if Ji Qun has a mistake, he doesn't want to affect the future of Lingxue Temple, and he only has one way to sit down.

After reciting the mantra, Xue Feng's internal force fell rapidly like opening a floodgate, but he would not waste any opportunity, and the Zen staff rolled and hit at the same time.

Sonic Gong, the first time Zhu Biao encountered it, he didn't know how to deal with it except for blocking his ears with internal force. The continuous four-character mantra was like four bombs exploding in his ears, but when he saw Xue Feng smashing down on himself with a Zen staff, the shaking hand "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" also burst out.

The recoil of the sword staff made Zhu Biao and Xue Feng unable to hold the shelf and retreated more than once, this was a weakened version of "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword", and Zhu Biao, who was in poor condition, only used half of his internal force at most. And the snow peak on the opposite side is not much stronger than Zhu Biao, if it weren't for the weight of the Zen staff, this impact, Zhu Biao would still be the winner.

"Yin Wind Three Lives Sword", Zhu Biao's first impression of it is that it can - a cross-level challenge. At least this is the case when the famous master is below the first level, and with Zhu Biao's current internal strength, the attack power of the three swords is comparable to the three claws of Xing Tianxiao.

This is a killer move based on internal force and a certain amount of increase, and it has always been Zhu Biao's killer move. But when Zhu Biao used this trick with the internal force that was not enough in the five layers, then "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" was no matter how bullish it was, and it was helpless!

"Master, I won this battle—" The buzzing in his ears gradually subsided, and Zhu Biao smiled with a red smile. Yes, the red light is full of face, and the red light is full of red light that is bombarded by Xue Feng's continuous four-character mantra.

But this is also a clear contrast to the tired pale face of the old monk of Xuefeng, and his adventure this time was unsuccessful. Now that the internal force is almost bottoming out, it has become a problem to even protect itself.

And Zhu Biao, seventy or eighty moves of fighting, that is, the dozen or so rounds of connecting Kong Ming, the internal force consumed is also quite limited, and Ren Du's two veins are connected, and he will slowly recover at the same time as the internal force is consumed, and now his internal force value is still around 4000.

"Does the benefactor have to take the life of the son?" Xue Feng's face was gloomy.

"It's absolute."

"Amitabha!" Xue Feng sat cross-legged with his palms together and did not speak again.

waited until Zhu Biao used "Dividing Muscles and Wrong Bones" to apply it to Ji Qun, so that Ji Qun was burned with lust and at the same time, the meridians all over his body were misconnected, and after a short time, blood burst out, and the meridians broke and died.

Zhu Biao left, and only then did he remember Xuefeng's low chant behind him:

“………… The color is not different, the emptiness is not different, it is the emptiness of all laws, it is not born and does not die, it is not dirty and impure, it does not increase or decrease, it is so colorless in the air, there is no thought and action, there are no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no different world, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old death, and no old death

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